Memories

I’m on a mission to have a good tidy up of the house whilst I’m working reduced hours in January and February.
We have a lift up bed with masses of storage but it does tend to be a bit of a dumping ground. This afternoon I emptied it all out and sorted into piles of definite keeps, maybe keeps and things to take to the charity shop or tip.
This owl clock was one I bought for my mam-ma maybe 25 years ago and I had it returned to me when she passed away. It was under the bed, still with a battery in it and keeping good time. It is now back up on the wall in my hallway. I love it.